For a moment, Jerome seemed to consider her words, his expression softening. But then he nodded, as if convincing himself. “Good. Because we’re entering a dangerous time, Aria. The Festival is almost over, and soon we’ll be returning to Crescent Park. When we do, I expect you to focus on your responsibilities. The pack is counting on you.”
Aria nodded obediently, though her heart was in turmoil. “Of course, Father. I understand.”
Jerome studied her for a moment longer before finally releasing her shoulder. “Good. Now, go. The pack needs to see that their future Alpha is strong and ready to lead.”
Aria walked away, her mind racing. She had managed to deflect his suspicions for now, but she knew it wouldn’t last. Jerome was too shrewd, too protective of the pack to ignore the signs for lo
